Psalms 38:7

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

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Referenced Verses

  • 2 Chr 21:18-19 : 18 And after all this hath Jehovah plagued him in his bowels by a disease for which there is no healing, 19 and it cometh to pass, from days to days, and at the time of the going out of the end of two years, his bowels have gone out with his sickness, and he dieth of sore diseases, and his people have not made for him a burning like the burning of his fathers.
  • Job 7:5 : 5 Clothed hath been my flesh `with' worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,
  • Job 30:18 : 18 By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.
  • Ps 41:8 : 8 A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.
  • Ps 102:3 : 3 For consumed in smoke have been my days, And my bones as a fire-brand have burned.
  • Acts 12:23 : 23 and presently there smote him a messenger of the Lord, because he did not give the glory to God, and having been eaten of worms, he expired.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Ps 38:8-11
    4 verses
    85%

    8I have been feeble and smitten -- unto excess, I have roared from disquietude of heart.

    9Lord, before Thee `is' all my desire, And my sighing from Thee hath not been hid.

    10My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.

    11My lovers and my friends over-against my plague stand. And my neighbours afar off have stood.

  • Ps 38:2-6
    5 verses
    83%

    2For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand.

    3Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin.

    4For mine iniquities have passed over my head, As a heavy burden -- too heavy for me.

    5Stunk -- become corrupt have my wounds, Because of my folly.

    6I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.

  • Job 30:16-19
    4 verses
    80%

    16And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.

    17At night my bone hath been pierced in me, And mine eyelids do not lie down.

    18By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.

    19Casting me into mire, And I am become like dust and ashes.

  • 5Clothed hath been my flesh `with' worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,

  • Ps 31:9-10
    2 verses
    77%

    9Favour me, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, Mine eye, my soul, and my body Have become old by provocation.

    10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.

  • Ps 22:14-15
    2 verses
    77%

    14As waters I have been poured out, And separated themselves have all my bones, My heart hath been like wax, It is melted in the midst of my bowels.

    15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.

  • 20See, O Jehovah, for distress `is' to me, My bowels have been troubled, Turned hath been my heart in my midst, For I have greatly provoked, From without bereaved hath the sword, In the house `it is' as death.

  • Ps 102:4-5
    2 verses
    76%

    4Smitten as the herb, and withered, is my heart, For I have forgotten to eat my bread.

    5From the voice of my sighing Hath my bone cleaved to my flesh.

  • 27My bowels have boiled, and have not ceased, Gone before me have days of affliction.

  • 17For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.

  • 3Therefore filled have been my loins `with' great pain, Pangs have seized me as pangs of a travailing woman, I have been bent down by hearing, I have been troubled by seeing.

  • 4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.

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    2Favour me, O Jehovah, for I `am' weak, Heal me, O Jehovah, For troubled have been my bones,

  • 6From the sole of the foot -- unto the head, There is no soundness in it, Wound, and bruise, and fresh smiting! They have not been closed nor bound, Nor have they softened with ointment.

  • 13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.

  • 8And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.

  • 21For my heart doth show itself violent, And my reins prick themselves,

  • 13From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.

  • 19My bowels, my bowels! I am pained `at' the walls of my heart, Make a noise for me doth My heart, I am not silent, For the voice of a trumpet I have heard, O my soul -- a shout of battle!

  • 3When I have kept silence, become old have my bones, Through my roaring all the day.

  • 4And my spirit in me is become feeble, Within me is my heart become desolate.

  • 4My heart is pained within me, And terrors of death have fallen on me.

  • 19And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.

  • 18My refreshing for me `is' sorrow, For me my heart `is' sick.

  • 3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.

  • 21His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!

  • 24My knees have been feeble from fasting, And my flesh hath failed of fatness.

  • 22For I `am' poor and needy, And my heart hath been pierced in my midst.

  • 6Against my right do I lie? Mortal `is' mine arrow -- without transgression.'

  • 18Why hath my pain been perpetual? And my wound incurable? It hath refused to be healed, Thou art surely to me as a failing stream, Waters not stedfast.

  • 30My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,

  • 12For compassed me have evils innumerable, Overtaken me have mine iniquities, And I have not been able to see; They have been more than the hairs of my head, And my heart hath forsaken me.

  • 19Wo to me for my breaking, Grievious hath been my smiting, And I said, Only, this `is' my sickness, and I bear it.

  • 8A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.

  • 20Reproach hath broken my heart, and I am sick, And I look for a bemoaner, and there is none, And for comforters, and I have found none.

  • 4I -- I said, `O Jehovah, favour me, Heal my soul, for I did sin against Thee,'

  • 7And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.